“Isn’t that an unusual place for a wreath?”
“Sure, it is. Ronald found it there in return from his wife’s funeral.”
“Was that a late mourner who missed the funeral?”
“ It was Ronald’s tribute to her placed on the casket. He was scared out of his wits to find it here. It was as if his wife had walked back from the graveyard …..””
“With this garland around her neck?” … I couldn’t suppress my laughter at the horror story being spun.
The village elder looked dead serious.
“No. It could have been a noose around Ronald’s neck. Nobody in the village has seen him again.”
I had just taken charge of the local police station, and needed to reopen old files. There certainly was a story behind this door.
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Great story! I see the beginnings of something mysterious and beautiful!
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I hope it is beautiful ….
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Woah! That was mysterious! I surely wouldn’t want to open that door.
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It is the stuff of myths 🙂 Thanks!
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Cute story, Reena! The police are going to have a job on their hands keeping the rumors from going out of control! LOL!
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Thanks, Joy 🙂
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